Maybe this is a beginning of a story,
You’ll never know.
Far from the beginning and the end,
Another person might see the truth.
The question is can you?
Hearing only what you care to,
Eventually you’ll find yourself nowhere.
Right and wrong become blurred easily,
Will you still know the difference in the end ?
As each of us roam life’s road,
Some end up getting lost.
A dead end appears and then you’re gone,
Perfectly melded into a cloth of disaster.
Atonement is too far out of reach,
So you find yourself stuck.
The path to life is shut out,
Only until you recognize it’s there.
Remember you’re not perfect,
Insubordinate actions are expected.
Nothing is hopeless,
The end of your story is not written.
Here is your chance to start anew,
Everyone is waiting for your choice.
So what will you do with it?
Another chance to become real.